Have you ever thought about what you truly look like, not your self image or your own self approval, but how beautiful you really are? I had one of these moments today while I was walking around this ski resort with my mom today.
Normally I am not the type to go around thinking I am beautiful and look good all the time. I joke most of the time about being confident and saying how "drop dead gorgeous" I am. But I really don't believe it. Like mostly I believe I am beautiful on the inside, which they say is the most important, but who believes that. Well anyways, I was walking with my mom and all of a sudden she is talking about how awkward it is to walk with me. And of course I'm thinking she is just being a brat and saying I don't talk enough. Then out of nowhere she says that there are always guys looking at me as we walk down the pathway. I was just like.... What? No, there's no way.
But I have to weigh the facts. I can't see everything that is happening around me, with my insecure nature of course I would deny the facts, and why would my mom say anything otherwise.
I think, for myself at least it is one of the nicest things in the world to just know that. Not that I would act on knowing this fact because of shy and introverted reasons. But just for myself. Like maybe I am just something different. Where instead of seeing what is right in front of me I see that I am ugly. Almost like the episode of Spongebob where he eats the sundae and his breath smells and no one wants to be near him and Patrick so they think they are ugly.
So my message in this story is just to know that you are beautiful, from the inside out. You are not ugly, you are just seeing something that is different than what everyone else sees. Truly, know that, breathe that in deep of your soul, and believe it. You. Are. Beautiful. And watch out for those Sunday sundaes. ;)